Across the Vast Tundra(Open)

[Venatici]

(Alright, good night. )

[petrify]

{ I guess I could give this RP a try.... Oh, and I have school from 7:00 am, to 2 pm, so please don't start without me, thanks! :3}
. : R O X Y : .

"Don't complain about something that you could have changed yourself."

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Name;
"The name is Roxy, nice to meet you."
Nickname;
"Any nicknames would be fine with me, I guess."
Gender;
I am certainly female."
Age;
"I am two years of age."
Looks;
Roxy's fur color is white, brownish, and black.
Owner;
"My owner?... Well, I'm on team two, if that's what you mean."
Rank;
"Team dog..."
Crush;
"Tank. Though he flirts with most of the girls, so you don't know who he likes."
Mate;
"Pshhhhh.... No...."
Personality;
Roxy is a honest female, and would never tell a lie to a soul. Even if she didn't like the person, and they were mean to her all the time, she wouldn't lie to them. She tried to bottle up her emotions, like when she is about to cry, or about to yell at someone. She tries to be calm at all times, closing her eyes and trying to let it go. She usually keeps to herself, but likes a little company here and there. She doesn't like to hang around much girls, because she knows they will go behind her back and talk about her. She knows there just jealous of her, if they do. The guys, she thinks that they are more friendly, and that's why she likes to hang around the guys more.
History;
Roxy was born in the wilderness, where her mother had run away from her abusive humans, and she was afraid they wold kill her puppies. There father was a stray, and came with the mother to keep the puppies, and mother warm. Also, he would hunt for them everyday. After about six weeks after the puppies were born, Roxy was up and running with her siblings. There father already left them, and was never seen again after that. When the mother left her puppies, they were a month old. So Roxy went off to find somewhere to live, leaving her siblings behind. She'd rather be alone. Soon, she found after momths of searching, a home.

"Oh yes the past can hurt, but you can either run from it, or learn from it."

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Name;
"The name is Nanook."
Nickname;
"No nicknames."
Gender;
"I hope I don't look like a female to you, because I am male."
Age;
"I am five years young."
Looks;
Nanook is a black and white husky."
Owner;
"I am on team two."
Rank;
'Team dog."
Crush;
"...."
Mate
"No."
Personality;
Nanook is a stubborn, and mean dog. He thinks nothing can hurt him, and he is the only one dominate. That's what he thinks. He doesn't like puppies, he would rather die than have any. He doesn't like company, and would rather be alone. He doesn't like female, not at ALL. He doesn't even like the males, and doesn't go around them. Well, tried not to anyway. So, if you have a crush on Nannook, you better try hard to get him. 'Cause i don't think he's budging.
History;
[i]Nanook's father was a gray wolf, and his mother is an Alaskan Malmute. He was born in a cabin where his mother was also born. Her humans took care of them, till one night someone broke in. Nanook at the times was seven weeks old, and was a very light sleeper and heard the noise, and quickly woke up. Startled hearing those sounds, he ran into the kitchen where he was farthest away from the noises. He heard a yelp, and looked around the corner, as the men started beating down his mother, who was trying to stop them. She was biting the men, when finally one of them shot her. Nannok stood there, mouth wide open. Then the people went up the stairs, and he heard screams of the humans he had. His siblings ran up to Nannook, whimpering. He was the oldest. Then the men came back downstairs, and stole almost everything in their house. After a few minutes after they left, the puppies came out, and cried over their mother. After a year of living in the house, and hunting Nanook left his younger siblings, and was now not a happy dog. But a mean dog. He vowed if he ever seen or smelt those men again, he would kill them like they killed his humans, and his mother. Then affter another year, he found a house, and they took him in.

[rae sanders]

(Accepted, add you and Zanaia.)

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{ Thanks! c: }

[rae sanders]

(Your welcome, and thank you for joining.)

[Tordier]

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[Venatici]

(Bump. :3)

[rae sanders]

(accepted.)

[petrify]

{ When can we start? :3 }

[н σ я ѕ є]

You shoot me down
But I won't fallen
I am titanium
You shoot me down
But I get up
I am titanium
I am titanium

Moon
Name Meaning
Moon was born in the light of a full moon. At exactly midnight. She looked more like a wolf than her purebred siblings and family. Though, she was purebred. Moon lifted her head and howled at the moon, even if she couldn't see it. Her song was beautifully clear and sparkling. It seemed to tell of the moon and the stars. She was then named Moon. Her howl hasn't changed, but she only howls when the time is right.


Gender
Female, duh
Age
About two years. Maybe a little more, maybe a little less.
Breed
Purebred Husky, though she looks like an odd wolf.
Team
Team one, wouldn't want anyone else.
Position
Just another team dog I'm afraid.

Personality
Moon can be very arrogant. But, she will submit if she feels that
she can't go on. Moon will start a fight a refuse to loose. But,
in an odd way. Instead of loosing and admitting defeat, she will
withdraw. So she hasn't lost and the other dog hasn't won. Moon
was born purebred, before being abused by a drunk owner and
living the rest of her life on the street. She still has no trust
for humans, even her musher. But, is competitive and is
working at her trust so that she can win.
History
Born to a good breeder. She was sadly sold to a very drunk man who abused her without regret. One night he came back even more upset than usually, and took his anger out on her. She has many broken bones still from that anger. And, can be rather wacky from the head injuries. Out of pain, she left him. Not that he cared very much. Moon wandered the streets aimlessly and still escapes at night to sleep out in the open of the woods with her friend. A long, poisonous snake that was also his pet. It helped her escaped then, and she cares for it out in the harsh cold now.

I've always found it such a crime
When a heart so pure, divine
Is cruelly beaten
Left Unspoken
Yet another soul left broken